The Conniving Crow

Chapter 65: Cute Booping

As (y/n) hobbled into the gym, her crutches supporting her injured ankle, she clutched the notes that Keishin had returned to her. Nervousness flickered in her eyes as she observed Kageyama and Hinata, the once-inseparable duo who seemed to be avoiding each other. A determined expression crossed her face as she thought, 'I see those two are still refusing to talk to each other. Well, let's see how they react to how much they've grown.'

Taking a deep breath, (y/n) made her way toward the volleyball court. The familiar sounds of sneakers squeaking on the polished wooden floor and the echoing thuds of balls being spiked filled the air, creating an atmosphere of anticipation and energy.

Lost in her own world, (y/n) didn't hear the ear-splitting screech and thundering of feet coming her way until she collided into someone's strong chest. The impact jolted her, and before she could react, she found herself twirling through the air like a ragdoll, her heart racing with both excitement and fear. "Oh no, not again," she thought.

"(Y/n)-san! I missed you!" a familiar voice exclaimed with exuberance, making her squeal in surprise.

Caught off guard, (y/n) desperately clung to the shirt of her assailant, trying to maintain some semblance of balance. As the world spun around her, she realized she had been swept into Bokuto's enthusiastic embrace. She could feel his excitement reverberating through his body.

However, before she could catch her breath, a well-timed chop on Bokuto's head and a firm hand pulling her away interrupted the whirlwind. It was Akaashi, his calm demeanor contrasting with Bokuto's wild enthusiasm.

"(Y/n)-san could have suffocated there," Akaashi stated with a touch of concern, his voice laced with a hint of reprimand. "And she's still injured, remember?"

Bokuto's face fell as his exuberance turned into remorse. "Oh, I didn't think about that. I'm sorry, (y/n)-san," he apologized, his voice tinged with genuine remorse. "I guess I got carried away with excitement."

(Y/n) smiled warmly, reassuring Bokuto that she was fine. "Don't worry, Bokuto-senpai. It's always an adventure when you're around."

With the tension diffused, Bokuto returned to his boisterous self, bouncing on his toes. "(Y/n)-san, you won't believe the amazing spikes I've been practicing! I can't wait to show you!"

Akaashi's lips curled into a small smile as he watched Bokuto's enthusiasm. He glanced down at (y/n), concern flickering in his eyes. "Are you sure you're okay? That was quite an entrance."

(Y/n) nodded, her eyes sparkling with excitement. "I'm okay, Akaashi-senpai. Just a little dizzy, but I'll be fine. I'm glad to see both of you again."

And just like that, Bokuto's energy returned in full force. The white-haired teen pranced around (y/n) and Akaashi, his enthusiasm infecting the entire gymnasium. Laughter and cheers echoed through the air until their coach's voice pierced through the commotion, reminding them to focus and warm up for the upcoming match.

Keishin, who had been observing the scene, called out to his sister with a mischievous grin on his face. "Oi, Jinx! You're sitting on the Fukurodani bench this match. I want you to see what our team looks like from an opponent's standpoint."

(Y/n) raised an eyebrow, intrigued by her brother's request. "Alright," she agreed, a sense of anticipation building within her. "Guess that means I'm with you guys this match."

Akaashi nodded, leading her over to the bench. He promptly propped up her leg and wrapped her ankle in ice, taking care to ensure she was comfortable. However, (y/n) couldn't help but groan, claiming that her leg was perfectly fine.

Unfazed by her protests, Akaashi gently booped her on the nose, effectively silencing her complaints. "Don't be so stubborn," he chided softly. "I swear Bokuto-san is rubbing off on you. I'll rewrap your ankle during the break."